(The Man with) Two Yellow Shoes

My nephew has turned me into an aunt who buys slippers for Christmas (he asked for them, he asked for them). I suddenly feel like I should be wiping marks off his face with my spit and ruffling his hair. By next year, he may have turned me into someone who buys socks and hankies. Maybe used hankies. Yes, that will be my revenge.

Said slippers, an example of which are to the left, are gigantic. He's going to be bandy for the rest of his slipper wearing life. Maybe I should buy some waterproof pants for his little brother and sister because when they see these... Oh boy, there's not going to be a dry anything in the house.

I estimate thirty minutes after middle nephew opens them on Christmas day, that littlest nephew will be walking around with both feet in one slipper and his sister will be wearing the other. Possibly as a hat.

Maybe we'll all be wearing them as hats. Now that's an image.